3am mornings in a row. Death to the witching hour.
I think I made up for my lack of sleep in the worst way. I kept on passing out in school at random intervals except when it mattered: dinner time! Such. a. fatty.
I suppose make-up sleep was overdue because during IT class, a photo of a tree/sky reflection started to look like faces every time I'd open my eyes after dozing off. It reminded me of my bathroom walls back home.
Ah, home. What I would give to sleep soundly.
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I think I made up for my lack of sleep in the worst way. I kept on passing out in school at random intervals except when it mattered: dinner time! Such. a. fatty.
I suppose make-up sleep was overdue because during IT class, a photo of a tree/sky reflection started to look like faces every time I'd open my eyes after dozing off. It reminded me of my bathroom walls back home.
Ah, home. What I would give to sleep soundly.
